Letting Life Lead
From: The Daily Prompt
The Prompt: Cut Off — When was the last time you felt really, truly lonely?
A Response that was a First Click: Raspberry’s Daydreams
A Response All By Myself: The Lone Rose
A Response that’s All Quite on the Snowy Front: Relax
A Response for Only the Lonely: Pride in Madness
How fortuitous that this prompt came up today. I am not feeling well so I was looking for something to post and was digging into some of my old archives of my Bad Teenage Poetry and happened upon this one I wrote when I was a little over nineteen which happens to be one of the few that doesn’t rhyme. May it bring you a smile or a groan.
Talk to Me
You told an open ear,
I do not communicate.
And implied that I did not
care for you.
You said I never share my
thoughts or feelings.
I heard you felt excluded
I took those words to heart,
and strove to make them untrue.
So, on passing by,
I greeted you warmly.
You gave a soft, limp reply.
I told you how much you meant to me
in three simple words.
But you were cold in my arms,
then moved away.
I tried to tell you about my day
and share myself with you.
Why didn’t you lend your ears
to my words?
I was going to try again,
but I heard you speak aloud.
You said you wished I would go away
and leave you alone.
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